Forbidden Attraction Unfolds: A College Romance This is my first story, so constructive criticism welcome, but only if its constructive! There will be more to come if people like it, so please leave comments or send me PM's. I hope you like it. :) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There is a buildup of relationships in the story before the sex, so if you dont want that, go somewhere else! We'll get there eventually, but it's still worth reading! So please do! :) ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- As soon as I realized what would happen if I didn't get out of that room, the panic set in. I didn't see any other doors or windows than the one he had just left from and locked behind him. I quickly looked around the room and, realizing that I was definitely trapped, began frantically banging on the door and screaming for help. I knew no one would find me, down in a dark bedroom hidden in the corner of the basement, but I wouldn't give up. I tried to think how I had gotten myself into this. The last few hours of a drunken make-out session with a guy who I knew was sketchy, were very lost to my now sobering mind. I couldn't even remember who the guy had been. It sure as hell wasn't my boyfriend. Well, ex-boyfriend. What with finding him cheating on me and being held hostage by another creep, I'm starting to think there is no such thing as a decent guy in this town. I gave another seemingly hopeless pull on the handle of the door, and to my surprise, it swung open. I was about ready to make a run for the stairs when I realized how bad it would be if the guy was waiting for me. I took a look at my body, and seeing the bruises beginning to form on my arms and legs, knew he was probably not somebody I wanted to mess with, or could defend myself from. I slowly stepped out of the doorway and looked around cautiously before walking as quietly as I could to the bottom of the stairs. I hear a T.V. on upstairs, but no voices. I moved my feet soundlessly up the stairs, keeping my head low until I got to the top. A loud and obnoxious, but familiar voice came from a doorway a few feet away. "Don't worry, man. She'll be fine. She's gotta be waking up soon anyways," said the voice. "Shouldn't we at least go check on her? What if she's sick?" Another softer voice chimed in. I was confused. Were they talking about me? …and then things took a turn
